It was Sunday June 28, 2009, the second day of a two day tournament. Day one determined your flight and day two you played to win your flight. Day one was a disaster for me shooting a 105 and putting me in the middle of the 7th flight. When we approached the third hole on the Sunday round I was 2 over and feeling ok about my game. I pulled a 6 iron from my bag to play a 157 yard par 3 across water. I swung, made great contact, and watched the ball fade onto the green, bounce, and rest in the hole. It ended up being only the 4th hole in one in the 43 year tournament history. To my knowledge, there hasn't been another since. The rest of the day was a blurr, but I did end up shooting an 85 to win my flight by 5 strokes.